Her only remark was a closing remarkThat one sometimes hears between friends.And she began to emergeWithout speaking a wordInto something quite different from him.For she usually would startWhere he usually would stopAnd then blissfully wade right on through.

Still the ideas unfolded in their perfect arrayOnly hinting at what lay beyond them,Hidden behind all the logic one finds without Truth.

I recall how a carnival meeting in late FallHad brought me together with them.With no real direction, but just simple reflectionOf movement as clear as the wind.We both stood there gazingAnd not quite believing,Nor willing to change points of view.更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網

Still the ideas unfolded in their perfect arrayOnly hinting at what lay beyond them,Hidden behind all the logic one finds without Truth.

So I'm watching another exceptional flowerBeginning to blossom and grow.As yet still unspokenBut with more than a tokenReminder of times yet to go.And the frequent suggestionIs that time is the questionAnd not so much which one you choose.

Still ideas will unfold in their perfect arrayOnly hinting at what lay beyond them,Hidden behind all the logic one finds without Truth.